Lostinspace

37.6 centimeters updated on April 6 at 6:40 PM. Spring and rising temperatures work wonders. If I reach 38, I’ll give you a whistle. In fact... I’ll knock. Watch out for your collarbones.

Are you bringing Mariaelena with you?

Amen. Prooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot!

Since I'm here and see you generous with answers... why does Indie constitute a stifling abyss? By the way, the sentence in which you insert this concept that I find incomprehensible is genius... there’s a question mark placed there randomly... you clearly don’t know what parentheticals are... I quote. I must quote: "without falling into the stifling abyss of 'indie', or better yet? I’d say indie rock." As Trapattoni said in a very lucid interview: "...more than a man, precisely a man."

not in those of cooloras?

Can I know, please, which folk groups are not welcome in the music bible? Can I know which folk groups try to mimic the Mojave 3 without succeeding? Can I know why you always respond so harshly when someone corrects you, specifically Kosmo and Psyco? Can I know where you buried your self-irony? Can I know why you insist on mistreating punctuation both in reviews and in posts? Can I know why you don’t write in Chinese? Probably the ideograms would help you better express your nauseating hyperboles. Can I know why? Why? Why? Why? Pourquoi?

Your silence at this point is an expression of rudeness. Then you play the victim. A round of applause for you, sycophant with your bootlickers and anxious with your critics. Just look at how you respond when someone, who is not me, points something out to you. A round of applause for you talking about Debaser ruined by the rudeness of some. You’ve entered the ranks of those. You and your schizo half named Clarissa. Not only do you lack the courage to respond to me about a peaceful musical topic, but you also don’t have the guts to insult me vulgarily with your real nickname... Why is it that with Lostinspace's intervention, Clarissa, paci and neglectful have gone mute? Please, Mariaelena, turn this tragicomedy you star in around. And team up with Metallaro, maybe love will make you come to your senses.

I am moved. So moved that... I express along with you, my dear friends, our supreme manifestation of freedom. And of love, I would add. And of LUNGImiranza. Brotherhood. Anza. Here you go.

So, where were we? Ah yes, to the "many other groups who, unfortunately or fortunately, unsuccessfully, desperately try to imitate the Mojave 3," those not well received in the Bible of music. Why won't you respond to a simple question, Mariaelena? It seems well-posed, clear, and straightforward as a query. I just can’t understand why you insist on remaining silent. I had noticed you might be a bit touchy, but in the end, who isn’t? Or is it a lack of substance? If you’re silent, it makes me think even more that you’re throwing out random considerations just to add "substance" (!), to flaunt artistic judgments without any value. Tell me it’s not true. Tell me who the hell you’re talking about in that sentence, please. Argumentation doesn’t seem to be your strong suit, but you must think of something while writing... Or are you just overwhelmed by the celestial softness and not understanding anything anymore? Tell me it’s not true, Mariaelena, that this review of yours isn’t yet another rambling made of nothing. Tell me it’s not true. Do it for Matallaro. And for me. And if you want to make up for the heavy animosity you feel towards me, come share your thoughts on my review of Albert Niland. I’ll accept anything. The rules are the same for everyone. If you support what you say, I prefer that. In the meantime, tell me it’s not true. And why.

Here you go!